CHAPTER 8
1A ram’s horn to your lips!
—he is like an eagle against the LORD’s house.
For they have breached My covenant
and rebelled against My teaching.
2To Me they cry out—
“We know you, O God of Israel!”
3Israel rejects what is good—
an enemy shall pursue him.
4They set up kings but not through Me,
installed nobles but without My knowledge.
From their silver and their gold
they made themselves idols,
5Your calf rejects you, Samaria,
My wrath against them flares.
How long will they fail to be clean?
6And it—a craftsman made it,
and it is not a god.
For shards it shall become,
the calf of Samaria.
7For they sow the wind
and harvest a storm.
Standing grain that has no sprouts,
it will not make flour.
If perhaps it should make some,
strangers shall swallow it up.
8Israel has been swallowed,
now they become among the nations
like a vessel no one wants.
9For they have gone up to Assyria,
a wild ass on its own is Ephraim,
they have made courtship’s plea.
10Though they give gifts among the nations,
and they will soon tremble
from the burden of kings and nobles.
11For Ephraim made many altars
an offense they were for him,
altars to offend.
12I wrote for him My many teachings—
like something strange they were viewed.
13The sacrifices I gave they slaughtered,
The LORD did not accept them favorably.
Now will their crime be recalled,
and a reckoning made for their offense.
14And Israel forgot his Maker
and he built palaces.
And Judah made many fortified towns,
but I set fire to his towns,
and it consumed his citadels.